All Dotes From My Enemy

Chapter 16 Sweets

Isabelle threw Brandon's hand off.

Isabelle was shocked by Brandon's boldness and shamelessness.

Isabelle was so mad that she chuckled. The cold wrath filled her chest. "You disgusted me! How dare you think you can use me?"

"You..." Brandon's look grew dangerous. He didn't expect that Isabelle would reject him. Embarrassed, Brandon said angrily, "I offered you a chance. Don't regret it in the future!"

Regret?

Isabelle looked at Brandon with a sarcastic smile, but she was broken inside. She thought, "Wait all you want!"

It rained. Isabelle wandered the streets furiously in a daze. She didn't notice that she was soaked after a long time.

Isabelle hailed a cab to go home.

Isabelle got out of the cab in front of the mansion. Before she had the chance to get her emotions under control, Warren was back too.

Warren's tall figure stood before Isabelle. He had long legs like the supermodels. Isabelle thought Warren looked like a force to be reckoned with.

Warren frowned as he looked Isabelle up and down. "You look lost. Where have you been? If you get a fever from the rain, my child will have a fever too!"

Isabelle was speechless.

Warren's harsh tone reminded Isabelle that her child wasn't a bastard. Warren valued this baby. Isabelle realized that she shouldn't let Brandon's words get to her.

Isabelle felt less alone.

But it didn't make Warren less intimidating. Isabelle retorted under her breath, "Mr. L, a fetus can't catch a cold. I'll be the only one who suffers."

Warren was annoyed that Isabelle talked back.

Warren's face darkened. "Hurry inside and get changed!"

"OK." Isabelle walked inside with her head down.

Isabelle changed out of the wet clothes and went to the living room. Tara was trying to eat some desserts behind Warren's back. Tara didn't want to get caught and scolded by Warren. She immediately decided to make Isabelle her accomplice. She scoped up a spoonful of cake and fed it to Isabelle. "Bella, try this."

"Mom, skim off the cream before you feed her. It's bad for a pregnant woman." Warren said solemnly and sat down on the couch.

Tara did as Warren said obediently and vowed, "I didn't eat any of these."

Warren glanced at Tara suspiciously.

Tara pouted.

Isabelle ate the cake and watched their loving interaction. Her mood had gotten better.

Warren finished the business at hand and loosened his tie with slender fingers. He glanced at Isabelle and noticed the cream at the corner of Isabelle's mouth.

Warren pointed at the smear and said, "Dirty kitty."

Isabelle looked up. She blinked her bright eyes confusingly.

"There." Warren arched an eyebrow.

"Where?" Isabelle missed the smear again.

"You two are killing me." Tara walked over and picked up Warren's hand. She used Warren's thumb to wipe the corner of Isabelle's mouth.

"There. It's gone," Tara said teasingly. Before Warren could recover, Tara shoved Warren's hand in his mouth. Isabelle watched the cream disappear into Warren's thin lips.

Isabelle was stunned.

Warren didn't show any discomfort from eating cream. He gave Isabelle a meaningful look.

Isabelle blushed.

Tara nudged Warren on purpose. "How is it? Is it extra sweet?"

Isabelle bit her lip.

Warren fixed his gaze on Isabelle's red lips and answered vaguely, "Yes. So sweet."

Nobody knew what Warren was referring to. But his smooth voice sounded sexy.

Isabelle's heart missed a beat. She licked her lips nervously. She was worried that there was another smear.

Warren's eyes darkened. He watched Isabelle and yanked his tie off roughly.

Isabelle noticed Warren's manly move. When Warren's Adam's apple bobbed, Isabelle blushed harder.

She thought, "Did I do something wrong?"

Warren glanced at the innocent look on Isabelle's face.

Warren got up, filled a glass of cold water, and gulped it down.

"This room is getting warm. Alison, did you forget to turn on the air conditioner?" Tara teased.

Alison snickered, "No. It's on, Madam."

"Stop it," Warren warned lowly and went upstairs.

Tara pulled a face. Isabelle continued to eat the cake. Tara smiled mischievously and clicked on her tablet. She handed it over to Isabelle, acting mysteriously. "Bella, let me tell you. I wanted to buy some clothes for you this afternoon and sent the link to Warren to pick something out. I didn't expect that he would reply. But he did. And guess what his choice is."

Isabelle was shocked that Tara knew how to shop online.

Tara pointed at a picture and said, "His taste is strange."

Isabelle looked down. It was a pleated skirt.

Isabelle didn't know what to say.

Isabelle bit her lip and suddenly remembered that she wore a similar skirt this morning when she visited Supreme Jewelry's president. She thought, "Is it a coincidence? Why did L like this type of clothes too?"

***

Back in the luxury room in the Spencer's house, Tonya finally made up with Brandon after a lot of convincing. She cried and begged.

"Brandon, please forgive me! Indeed, I wasn't pregnant. I merely wanted to cheer you up. Your mom didn't accept me. I didn't know what to do anymore..."

Tonya acted fragile and led Brandon to the bed by his hand. She undressed and bared her shoulder. Tonya leaned in and kissed Brandon with tears on her cheeks. "I love you..."

Brandon's gaze didn't soften. "Don't change the subject. Who is that man?"

Tonya shrank due to the guilt and sobbed, "Do you believe Isabelle? The photo is fake. How could you use it against me? I'll kill myself."

Tonya poked Brandon's chest lightly and said sweetly, "You should know that you're the only man I've been with. I gave you my virginity long ago. I was just a girl then."

Back then, Isabelle didn't even let Brandon kiss her. Brandon had needs and didn't try to control it.

Tonya pinned Brandon down to the bed slowly. "If you want a baby so badly, let's make one."

"You minx, your sweet talk can't..."

"Naughty Brandon. I know what excites you," Tonya said shyly.

Brandon could never resist Tonya when she seduced him like this. Tonya had an innocent vibe outside. But when they were alone... Brandon thought Tonya was a much better girlfriend than Isabelle.

But Isabelle's beautiful face would always come to Brandon's mind when he was with Tonya. Brandon thought, "If Isabelle isn't so uptight and refused to have sex with me in the past eight years, I might not have fallen for Tonya..."

Then Brandon remembered that the conservative Isabelle was pregnant with a punk's baby and how she turned him down. Brandon clenched his fist angrily.

One hour later, Tonya walked out of the room and closed the door lightly.

Julia was waiting outside. "Did you make up?"

Tonya gloated. "Relax, Mom. Isabelle tried to sow discord. But she doesn't know that Brandon is eating out of my hand. He's completely charmed.

"Mom, the skills you taught me are excellent. No man can resist them." Tonya thought she did well in taking after Julia.

Julia felt proud. She used those skills to win George over.

"Anyway, you should start treatment soon. Otherwise, you can't get pregnant. Good thing that Brandon never suspected your hymen was fake."

"He would never know the truth. He treats me extra well because of it." Tonya was pleased by her performance.

"Although Brandon is a bastard child, Mr. Hodge loves him. I'm certain that he can inherit the Hodge family. You worked hard to steal him from Isabelle. Don't let him get away."

Tonya didn't take Julia's advice to heart. "The Hodge family is one of the four big families. But it isn't the Levine family."

"The Levine family is above us. We never stand a chance. However, your cousin may be different." Julia smiled, feeling proud of her niece.

Tonya had heard of this cousin before. She knew her cousin was amazing and had been staying by the side of the most influential member of the Levine family.

Tonya thought, "Sooner or later, the Spencer family will have the support of the Levine family. Shame that Isabelle has been kicked out. What a loser."

Remembering the humiliation Isabelle put her through that day, Tonya clenched her fists. "Many people filmed me when Isabelle exposed me in the hotel. What a bitch. If Brandon's mom sees the video, she won't let Brandon marry me.

"Isabelle even claimed that she would win the Regional Jewelry Contest and take back Luck Jewelry. Mom, we can't let her hinder our plan again!"

"I'll take care of her. Watch me."

Julia wore a dark look. She contemplated for a while before entering George's study.